The Pain
We are invaded by the nostalgia of knowing
that they will never see each other again.
Like those times, when they got together
to eat and talk.
They traveled from north to south,
everyone watched them go by,
they watched what they were doing and no one interrupted them.
One day the torment enveloped them, neither boys nor adults
knew what to do with that pain.
Now no one watches them pass,
because they rest in peace.
Written by Maria Pandil
In Spanish
El Dolor
Nos invade la nostalgia de saber
que nunca se volverán a ver.
Como esas veces, cuando se juntaban
para comer y platicar.
Recorrían de norte a sur,
todos los miraban pasar,
veían lo que hacían y nadie los interrumpía.
Un día el tormento los envolvió, ni chicos ni grandes
supieron que hacer con ese dolor.
Ahora nadie los mira pasar,
porque descansan en paz.
María Pandil
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